: E is for the comfort, You give to me E is for the peace, I feel inside E is for the good times That go against the bad times E is for the world you
E is for the comfort, you give to me E is for the peace, I feel inside E is for the good times that go against the bad times E is for the world you gave
E is for the comfort, You give to me E is for the peace, I feel inside E is for the good times That go against the bad times E is for the world you gave
Übersetzung: Rea, Chris. E.
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: Between the devil and the deep blue sea Everywhere I turn it's got a hold on me Between the devil and the deep blue sea Everywhere I run it won't let
: I do not sleep tonight I might not ever The sins of the past have come See how they sit down together Outside my window Outside my door And I know
: I was lost in the deep and darkest night No direction, not a single hope in sight When I saw a fire burning brightly through The storm that raged above
: At the first bell of the day They rise up from where they lay And look down with the promise in their hands A promise to get out This ain't what it
: A careless heart ain't no good to no-one I was going back my friends to see Of what became of my childhood daydreams Of all the things that used to
: Born and raised in wilderness Of suburban shops and schools How she tried and tried to be satisfied With a job on the typing pool She hated the smell
: Rain, tears of joy, tears of pain Is this really me Standing here at the station The card said I mustn't be late I've never been late I've never really
Out of the rain, under the shelter I've been so long where the sun don't shine Standing at the cross-roads Could have went either way But now I've found
I do not sleep tonight I may not ever The sins of the past have come See how they sit down together Outside my window, outside my door And I know the
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Born and raised in wilderness Of suburban shops and schools How she tried and tried to be satisfied With a job on the typing pool She hated the smell
A careless heart ain't no good to no-one I was going back my friends to see Of what became of my childhood daydreams Of all the things that used to be